Waves crash Seaside Daybreak Ships leave port Endless blue on the horizon Seagull's call meets the ship's siren From shore Figures send their goodbyes to the Fishing trawler meets the other Ships in consort as they leave the Sea port That is the way that things have always been Here in Agincourt Bay People watch the boats drifting away, away, away Eyes watch Offshore Tired Boats call home Foggy dusk, the boats returning Grasp the pier with fatigued yearning For home Agincourt Bay is their home Sailors sleep tight in their warm beds Knowing that they may not return From sea That is the way things have always been Here in Agincourt Bay People watching the boats drift away, away, away Under The waves Boats sunk Miss their home Here in Agincourt Bay People watch the boats drifting away, away, away